Picture this. I’m having a well deserved, and much needed, sleep. It’s 3am and Joshua has woken, a desperate cry for mommy and daddy echoes the house. It was the same yesterday and the day before that. It’s the same every night.
It’s now 4:30am and, despite numerous attempts, Joshua is still awake. We’ve got him in our bed but it’s no use, we’ve tried putting him in his cot but the cries are heartbreaking.
Sleep certainly is for the weak.
Joshua has never really been a good sleeper. As a newborn he would wake every hour of the night to feed. I would nurse him and it would take him half hour at least to fall back to sleep before he woke again, 30 minutes later, for the next feed. It was exhausting. Even when we had to switch to formula at 3 months old, he was still waking every 2 hours and this went on for months.
I’ve mentioned before how me and Darren are Joshua’s comfort, he needs us to sleep. I’ve never minded, anything to keep my children happy, but now it’s taking it’s toll. We have to hold and cuddle Joshua to sleep every night, it usually takes 15-20 minutes before he falls asleep, then we can transfer him to his cot and he’s alright until 3am, sometimes 4am. That’s where it all goes wrong.
I’m not a fan of the cry it out method, and I’ve talked about it before, but I had to try something so we tried a standard sleep training method – the one where you extend the period of crying after going in to settle them. That didn’t work because he would cry himself silly. I’ve sat in his room for however long stroking his head through the bars. We bring him into our bed, we sit up and cuddle him back to sleep but it just takes forever to get him back to sleep.
It’s not even a phase anymore, it’s been going on for far too long, and I’m at a loose end as to what we can do. In my head I know that it’ll get better and that one day we won’t have to do this, but that feels like a lifetime away when we’re up for hours at night.